Alone again
but that's ok
It's always
been this way
My mother worked
My father slept
My sister didn't give a rip
but that's ok
In my room
I would stay
In my room
I would lay
I was fine
I was dandy
But having my family
would've been handy
I still don't know
who I am
I still don't know
this life I lead
I resented my mother
for never being there
I wanted her to see
how much I cared
I don't like my father
I guess I never really did
but I'll still love him
in the end
My sister was harsh
but I looked up to her
I learned to never cry
in front of her
My family's bad
My family's good
but they leave me alone
when they really shouldn't
They have no idea
the baggage I carry
my shoulders are starting
to feel heavy
One day, I'll fold
One day, I'll cave
but I guess today
is not that day
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